Лантинор - На проспектах весны
текст песни

On the avenue of spring
The serenades of lovers are wise,
They are carried away on the backs of the dolphins -
And now everyone has been sent
There was only one left
Captain on a sinking lighthouse,
He will leave the last.

They smile after us
Our bodies from the coast,
They can't leave,
And the wind is inevitable
Lead the fleet to Babylon.
Pilgrim's atheists
Cut into the horizon
Without a chance that enough strength
Slow down.

We have seen for sure
But where, at what times?
We saw each other for sure.